Love Is A Mental Illness.

My name is Max Camden.

I'm not sure why but, i'm in love with a bad boy. Usually people like him would never catch my eye but there's just...

There's just something about him.

I don't know what it is, but it completely intoxicates me. I can't breathe when he's around. It's like... It's like my lungs collapse under the weight of the atmosphere.

He's always so intimidating. Others stay away from him.

Maybe i should too.

But i just can't.

Something makes me follow him. Something makes me stalk him. Maybe it's a suspicion that he's not always intimidating. Maybe i just want to see it.

I'm not sure anymore.

But after he gave me that inverted cross necklace for my birthday, i just can't seem to stop myself from being around him.

I think i'm just too clingy.

Or maybe just annoying.

But he doesn't seem to mind.

He smiles whenever he sees me. I'm not sure what he thinks of me, but i feel a bit warmer when he smiles.

His smile is gorgeous. His teeth are gorgeous. His teeth are perfectly pointed to look like he could easily rip human flesh off of bone.

I love it.

His hair is just the perfect shade of brown. So dark it seems black.

And his eyes are a perfect chocolatey brown.

His accent takes my breath away.

He often takes me on motorcycle rides around town. It feels nice to be close to him.

I love Hugo Laila.

No one will take him away from me.